Script

Fall

Shot 4-8

Narrator (V/O): This is the Beaumont family. A rich family. The head of the family, the late Monsieur
Beaumont, ran away to South America with his secretary. Unfortunately, they both perished in a plane crash in Colombia. This is Madame Beaumont. She inherited all of Monsieur Beaumont’s fortune and now enjoys a good life as his widow. Starting with her morning tea at 9am and ending with poker at 9pm.

Shot 9-12

Narrator (V/O): These are her children; Bianca and Beatrice. Bianca is the oldest while Beatrice is the youngest. Born exactly nine months, nine weeks, nine days to the last 9 seconds after Bianca. This close age gap increases the rivalry between each other.

They both have their own interests and talents, bianca does skipping rope,beatrice does chess, bianca does table tennis, Beatrice competes in spelling bees. Both sisters are accomplished young ladies in their respective areas.

Shot 13-14

Narrator (V/O): Despite their success, one thing evades them. The attention of their mother.

They record their achievements in their personal purple journals.

Flashback

Mrs Beaumont is drinking tea while the sisters comes up to her with eager smiles.

Young sisters: Mother! Mother!

No response from the mother

Young Beatrice: I have an idea!

Letter: I, Beatrice Beaumont, propose we should hold a competition between us two until the ninth day of the ninth month. 

By then, whoever has the most wins, will gain mother’s love. The loser will have to drop out.

The rules of this competition is that we will play each activities we both choose. Is that a deal?

Young Bianca: It’s a deal.

Two sisters shakes with their hands, transition to today.

Shot 21

Narrator: Thus, their rivalry begins.

Shot 30

Mrs Beaumont: I’m going to a retreat with my fellow card companions. I'll be back on the tenth of the ninth month.

After Mrs Beaumont falling to her death

Shot 31-35

Beatrice: Mother’s dead.

Bianca: You know, she never really cared about us.

Beatrice: Yeah

Bianca: Oh, you have a purple journal too. Is it your favourite colour?

Beatrice: Yes it is.

Bianca: Hmmm. It seems we have more in common that we realised. We only have each other I guess,
let’s start over. Truce?

Beatrice: Truce!